A loved one's eyes

A loved one’s eyes.

It is, I think, a lovely thing, and wise

When holding hands or strolling side by side

To smile and gaze into your loved one’s eyes.

And I will tell you something more besides

Those things which only fools have yet defined:

Love is indeed a lovely thing, and wise.

And when you hear a baby’s gentle cries,

Responding to your reassuring chide:

Then smile and gaze into your loved one’s eyes.

The sadness in our hearts, a smile belies,

But by a loved one will not be decried –

Love is indeed a lovely thing, and wise.

Though all the world will wallow in its lies

And laugh at love, or even more, deride:

Still, smile and gaze into your loved one’s eyes.

For in the end we all must recognise

What things to grasp and what to cast aside:

Then know it is a lovely thing and wise,

To smile and gaze into your loved one’s eyes.